MAGGIE. Albert Prosser.

ALICE. No.

MAGGIE. Do you expect him?

ALICE. He's not been here so often since you and Willie Mossop
got--

MAGGIE (_sharply_). Since when?

ALICE. Since you made him buy that pair of boots he didn't want.

MAGGIE (_moving_ C.). I see. He didn't like paying for
taking his pleasure in our shop. Well, if he's not expected,
somebody must go for him. Prosser, Pilkington & Prosser,
Solicitors of Bexley Square. That's right, isn't it?

ALICE. Yes. Albert's "and Prosser."

MAGGIE (_moving up stage_ R.). Aye? Quite a big man in his
way. Then, will you go and fetch him, Mr. Beenstock? Tell him to
bring the paper with him.

VICKEY (_dropping down_ R., _indignantly_). You're ordering
folk about a bit.

MAGGIE. I'm used to it.